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Glowstar had the kind of mystery about her that was wild and uncharted like an ocean. If her life were a tapestry she would unravel each thread and tell her life one second at a time. Yet despite her open nature there was little anyone understood about her. But if someone were to look into her mind now she felt like she lived in a world of shadows. Everything was dark and there were jagged rocks everywhere to trip and cut yourself on. There was only one key piece of nature to get through a world of darkness and it was feeling things out. Knowing where to step and when to walk away. For a girl living in a world of darkness there was little to attach to when everyone was made up of shadows. But there were some people that were quite literally a light in an otherwise bleak place. Deal was her light and he was gone, corrupted, turned.
And maybe they had only spent so many hours together as mates and shared only so much intimate moments as a couple. But they had a life time of friendship and she'd be damned if Foxstar stole that from her. Whoever he was forced, cursed to be she would love him. Even if he would never smile at her again and his words may never utter another kind thing to her she'd take comfort in seeing his eyes and smelling his scent. Maybe someday he'd fall in love with her all over again, but for now she walked. Traveling past dozens of vast territories because Deal would be anywhere he normally wouldn't be. He wasn't him and if he believed everyone who once loved him hated him than he would no longer be where he normally was. It was why she found herself traveling for days searching for him.
Glowstar sat down taking a break by a creek. She leaned her head back and would have glared at the sun if it wouldn't always win by burning her eyeballs. Where could he be and was he safe?
He had always felt safest up high, away from everything, and so he'd become a natural climber to escape it all. Even now, it remained the one place he was truly comfortable, where he could forget about everyone else and just be alone. Relaxed. Maybe not happy, but he had honestly forgotten what the word truly meant. He was content, neutral, not unhappy, and he had convinced himself that wasn't so bad. What was the point of happiness, really? It had never been there for him, nothing but a distant dream he thought he'd achieved. A delusion. Now he could not remember the last time he'd been genuinely happy, when he had last bought into the facade. Life sucked. Surrounded by liars and traitors scheming, loathing, killing... he almost appreciated the rare few that had been open in their hatred of him, the ones that had let him know they wanted him dead, instead of pretend otherwise. Instead of smiling and laughing and plotting to stab him in the back when he thought they were happy.
The rush of water in his ears, the bark firm under his paws, the wind caressing his fur.... it was enough.
He cracked open one eye at the sound of paws, spotted a cat coming near, and let out an exhausted, annoyed rumble. His eye closed again without recognizing the cat. "Shove off."
"Hey, you shove off! Wait. Oh my gosh Deal?" Glowstar said after a moment of bitterness, "Alright, that's- that's okay you can sit in that tree and we can talk."
Glowstar's tail swept the ground around her as she sat herself down, "I know this is hard to."
"For whatever its worth," her gaze caught his eyes, but they weren't the same eyes she had hoped to see, they looked right through hers, "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."
When had she had time to be sad? There was a moment to be angry, to be desperate, to be strong. But had there ever been a moment where she could honestly cry at losing him? Tears drew tracks down her cheek, "You lost and I had to live," Her words broke like ice, small at first before shattering, "But I will forgive myself if I can help you. Please. Let me take you somewhere where there are cats who can help undue the curse. Even you can't deny that Foxstar cursed you with something, she literally gave a big speech about it. We could go to Toxicity or Renegade or even the League. They have powerful resources from the other side that don't need to play by any rules. They can help, I promise."
Deal? So this cat knew his name. Suspiciously, he cracked an eye open at her, and scowled when he did recognize her. He ground his teeth together, seething with rage and barely resisting the urge to flay her. All these moons they had known each other and she had pretended to be his friend. He should have known. He should have known that the spy he met would lie with every word out of her mouth, that she would take advantage of his kindness to increase her standing in the clan, that she would try and keep him around for leverage, that she would take one of his lives to replace her own -- worse, that she would make him give it willingly. His claws dug into the bark so deeply his paws shook.
And now she was going to cry, to continue her little act, and pretend she wanted to help him? He could see the truth now, he wouldn't fall for fake tears. His lips curled back in a cruel, twisted snarl filled with bitter mirth.
"Stop the damn act, lady," he hissed down at her. "I don't care what you say anymore! You never tried to protect me, you just wanted to use me. What, you want to send me to the League to dispose of me again? Or are you hoping my old friend Vera will help you out in exchange for me?" A biting laugh. "At least she had the honesty to tell me before she stabbed me in the back."
She stiffened as if electric shocked. But there was something familiar about this, the way he wasn't him anymore. Looked everything like Deal, had his memories, his voice off by pitch and tone and wielded more like a sword than the soothing summer breeze she romanticized his voice to be. He was now cursed like Rake had, forced to be possessed by someone he wasn't, corrupted by a thing he couldn't rid himself. Rane had won, he dominated Rake and there was no way to get him back. There was time to change the way this story ended though, Deal didn't have to be cursed like Rake, she could save him, if there was anyone who had fought against dark curses, it was her.
For a moment she considered playing along, that maybe over time she could earn his trust. A trust that he knew what to expect of her and then trick him into going somewhere to get help. But she didn't want to wait, Foxstar stole enough time from them.
"Alright, get out of the tree. I mean, come on, if you don't trust me then you don't trust Foxstar. She's worse than me. If I used you then I only used you for four days max. She tormented and hurt you way longer than that. We have a common enemy, I mean she literally sucks! I get that you don't like me, but let's team up against her. That we can both agree on," Glowstar said.
He contemplated this truth in silence. Foxstar had always been a snake, and he didn't need the curse to see that: it had always been evident to him after the fact, when he looked back on the countless times she had manipulated him. His tail twitched in anger just at the thought. But could he trust this cat? Deal had his memories, and he knew who she was - his mate, the cat he loved - but now he saw it all with detachment, like he was analyzing the feelings of other cat and making mock of them. He could see so easily now that she had never loved him back, that it had been pure manipulation and disguised hatred, and he saw how clever and crafty she was; he could see that side of her in front of him now, and it helped him push away the cat he had fallen for, brush the fiery images of her from his mind and settle on a colder, more calculating side.
"Why would I team up with you?" he asked slowly, his voice quiet but mistrustful. "You stood by and watched me die. You hardly tried to stop it. Don't you call her friend?" He tipped his head to the side. "Why would you turn against your friend? No... no, I can't trust her, but I can't trust you either."
"I couldn't protect you is an understatement, but I never wanted Foxstar or Vera E'tani to have you. I don't blame you for thinking that, I sucked at protecting you, but do you honestly think I could ever share? I could share the fact that someone else liked you romantically, but definitely NEVER anyone taking my um... Prey for lack of better words. I get that you can't trust me as someone that you like, but trust me as someone you hate that I'm too selfish to ever side with any of them willingly. It's not just that Foxstar stole you, she took the life of my best friend and was going to kill me off too. Believe me, I'm looking for the right moment to assassinate her. I mean did you see her up there. "Oh sissy, please don't!"" Glowstar mocked herself with a cold bark of laughter, "She totally bought it!" She grinned before looking more seriously and for once the caring gaze dropped into one with more understanding, "Look, I can do the whole innocent act, but you're a good lure for her. We weren't the perfect romantic pair, but maybe we're the perfect pair of assassins to take Foxstar down. Let's finish what we started. The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
She wasn't surprised that acting cruel came to her naturally, in fact she found herself missing it. The evil plans, the taunting laughter, and that pure excitement of feeling in control when there was none. She felt like she was two years old again plotting to kill her own leader.
“A piece of prey,” he mused, mulling it over like a partically tasty morsel. Yes, that was a good way to describe him: just another nameless bite of food used up and forgotten. They all liked the chase, winning him over, pretend to be gracious and loving, but as soon as they caught him, as soon as he whispered i love you, they were ready to show their true side. To chew him up and spit him out, destroy his life and play with his feelings, then grow bored of the taste and leave him forgotten and alone. No cat would ever consider a mouse an ally; he was a piece of meat, not a a teammate, not an assassination partner, not even a cat, just prey. A lure, as she said, bait for a predator.
“You think I’d let you use me again, just like that?” he asked idly, swinging his tail in a slow arc as he glanced sideways down at her. “That I would buy your act? You said it yourself, all you want is your vengeance, and I’m just a way to get it. I can trust that you’re selfish,” he agreed, “so selfish that your leave me behind to rot when things went south. When, not if. They went south last time, they will again.”
He paused, his gaze drifting off into the middle ground. “You remember the last time I went after her? Met up with you after and you were so excited, so proud. I thought maybe we had something in common for once, an understanding... but you just saw another chance to use me, didn’t you? I had escaped your grasp for so long, but I came just walking right back, and you didn’t even have to try. You thought it was gonna be that easy again, huh? But it isn’t. I’m not your death fodder. Find someone else.”
"Y'know my father always told me, trust the jerks and con artists in your life, but never the good because you can't see their motive. You know my motive, you know nothings sacred and nothings beneath me. Knowledge is your power this time and leverage is mine. I won't leave you for Foxstar in SunClan because if I did that would give her satisfaction and I won't let her have any of it. Look I get that I wronged you, but are we honestly just going to let her get away with that?" Glowstar tried to reason, but she needed something deeper than reason. She needed to dig deep into her roots to find that perfect emo hatred that every league cat had stored inside of them to give the most metal speech unearthed.
"Our hearts are the same. There are pieces missing and ancient claw marks like cave paintings sunken into our flesh and the thousands of people that have stepped all over us their paw prints are still pressed deep into our souls and it suffocates us coughing on the polluted souls that wronged us. You're not the only one sick of every cat around here. You're just for the first time seeing everyone for who they are and it's filled with hurt all pointed at you. I saw you as prey before now, you're damaged like me. Don't deny it, look at where you're sitting and where you were a year ago. LOOK AT WHERE I WAS YEARS AGO. As if I want to be here. It's too late for me to get revenge on that nemesis, but it's not too late to get revenge on Foxstar. I want her to hurt and if you killed her, if I could get you that close. Well. I could never hurt her the same way you could, she said it herself. So no, killing you, using you as a stepping stone would do my assassination a great disservice. Come on, Deal. You might not be my badger boy, but you can be my partner in crime."
His dark forest gaze was cold. She had spent moons deceiving him, and he was too cautious to believe for an instant she had given that up. It was all a ploy, a trick, so get him on her side. Deal wasn't even convinced he wanted revenge. The world-shattering revelation of how cats saw him had come on strong, and he still struggled to sort though his new thoughts and memories, decide exactly who he was now. Did Deal chase his vengeance, or let it be? He was not convinced ye, but he knew one thing: she was stubborn and she wasn't about to give up on him, at least, not that he could tell. It was better to have her believe they were working together, then, while he figured out his plan. Get her before she got him, right?
Glowstar smacked her paw into the tree as suddenly twelve chipmunks fell out of the tree and began dancing in unison, "I DID IT!" Glowstar leapt up and down, "I DID IT! I GOT DEAL YES YES YES YES YES!" "Yeah Glowstar, you did it!" One of the chipmunks congratulated her.
Glowstar blinked from her adrenaline rushed daydream or possible hallucination. She wondered if she actually did jump up and down and yell I did it, but instead had just been jumping up and down without explanation in front of Deal. Though really what news could have been better than that? It was a full on high. Clearing her throat she asked, "Okay, but we're going to need some allies. Some cats that don't have too much against us and also hate SunClan. I'm thinking MoonClan, do you have any enemies there?"
"Probably," he answered shortly, his suspicious gaze never moving from her. Maybe this was a bad idea after all. There was a beat of silence as he considered walking away; then, heaving a sigh, he started to think back through it. "I don't know how many, if they're still around. I had a few... friends, there, but it's been a while, so they might not be so friendly anymore. It's hard to tell." He had always felt so guilty for not visiting more often, but he hadn't been well liked by most of the clan, so he had been backed into a corner. And he had a lot of his own troubles to deal with. And now he was angry that he had ever felt guilty because they'd probably been happy he didn't come around.
"Well we should at least try, it's a safe bet to head to," Glowstar said already padding along towards MoonClan, "We can take one break to sleep or we can keep on walking through the night, what would you like to do?"
Deal wrinkled his whiskers. There was no way he would sleep while she was nearby. "We keep walking," he replied flatly, waiting for her to get a few steps ahead before leaping down and stalking after her.
